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Know What Matters

No matter what you have gone through,
No matter what you have accomplished,
No matter what you have manifested to the world,
No matter what difference you have made,
they just speak about HOW YOU LOOK
Yes, How You Look.

You must have got Gold to the country
You must have shouldered the wings of responsibility
You must have touched many lives
You must have stood by people in their strives 
Still, they just care about HOW YOU LOOK.
Yes, How You Look.

I showed the photograph of a foreign affairs minister
In a thought that he would talk about her caliber
Thwarting my expectations, he said, "How short she is!"
Whoever you are, whatever you do, their eye falls on HOW YOU LOOK.
Yes, How You Look. 

Met her after a long way in time,
The words she first spoke can't be forgotten in my lifetime.
No 'Hi' and no 'How are you?'
All that she said was, "Jesus. Your face. What is wrong with you?''
It does not matter if you are happy and healthy.
All that matters on the first go is HOW YOU LOOK.
Yes, How You Look.

Cotton on to the fact that
a warm smile is beautiful than rosy lips,
a helping hand is beautiful and not a manicured one,
a loving heart is beautiful than the lustering skin,
a powerful mind is beautiful than pedicured feet.

Your strength defines who you are, not your shape.
Your boldness drives you forth, not your beauty
Look not the skin but notice what's beneath it
Because, when you're in need, it is people not their pomp that comes to your rescue indeed.


Premium Member Portraits

Dawn hurls
Magic aura;
Song birds sing

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Cheery sunrise
Poetry of light;
Ceremonious new day

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Awakening
Dreamy lines linger;
Unremembered glimpses

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Brisk walk seeking
Wet market food supplies;
Fresh vegetables greet

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Busy food court
Crowded queues;
Hunger strikes a pose

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Early morning queue
Banking transactions;
Money on the move

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Friendly fruit vendor
Skins three pineapples;
Durians? Very nice!

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Night market stalls
All sorts of stuff;
Even used books for sale

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My wife cooks
Family meal happiness;
Home-styled 3-Michelin Stars!

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Our Prime Minister
Gives a hearty Rally Speech;
Beaming smiles like poetry

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Bay front shoppes
Luxury goods sparkle;
Nice can be a vice

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Too little too late
Now gone with the wind;
Regrets accumulate

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Listen now
Your heart speaks;
Stormy revelations

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Images flash
Ideas and insights;
Picture portraits swirl

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Late to bed
Early to rise;
Prize of the wise!

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Morning rain
Wind chanting secrets;
Nondescript verbiage 

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Hibiscus flowers
Pink, red, yellow, orange;
Spectrums of hot weather

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Plumeria ventures
Blooming in the sun;
August transfiguration

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Stash of cash
Money for a rainy day;
Smile on my face

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Words stream surge
Seeking a nuance;
Fragments and moments

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So much to do
So little time;
Let's enjoy the breeze

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Bus-stop heat wave
Pouring sweat ooze;
Humid and hot afternoon

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Oriental beauty
Pretty and sexy;
Beer hostess serving

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Electrons busy
Word craft attends;
Wet rain on concrete

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Leon Enriquez
20 August 2014
Singapore
Form: Haiku

Premium Member An Oracle '' a Cautionary Tale''

An Oracle, ‘’ a cautionary tale’’

The man was called upon to help he went, heart full of love, not his own 

but (put there) questions and laughter..are  (you surely sent) then test the

spirits was a teaching the ‘‘executive Minister’’ applied, an overriding

rule his intent! Journey down to a little old hall, seemed to rub them up

wrong yet trying  (to answer that call) started too early was often the slot

to preach, a new understanding of Christians this treatment did teach, as

the Deacon changed leaders amid small slights and large. Till late in 1991

the Holy spirit took charge..! Psalms 36 verses 1 to seven thru, (n k j)  

taking this note to the executive was what he must do, and feeling in a

a condition of de ja vue, just wrote outreach name  not feeling worthy

and not wanting to lay blame. 3 months later the Deacon saw red, took

a knife half cut off brother in laws finger a shame,  step down the testing 

preacher  then said, still attending church meetings and opening halls

rolls 10 years on, & the full fulfilment now calls. His son argues with blood

uncle.. Ex-Deacon arrives kills this brother with a shotgun over another

he drives, also shoots him a no more (progeny shot) then he goes to the

slammer to await his lot.!







Copyright Joe Maverick 2011  
For the Glory of God & ^Rick Parise’s Oracle contest, I see that this 
Contest was not the idea of a man. But Rick is being used to set the
Stage to show Gods prophetic power, the above is a true story I knew
All of the people involved, I believe that this contest fits the saying
That all hidden things will be brought into the light, I have no
Personal knowledge of Rick, yet you would be forgiven for thinking  we have  
dreamed this opportunity up..! (I submit this work as Gods entry)
Form: Rhyme

The Capsun Capsule

Surreal, often not right just abstract.
half of something done for something 
else seen as away of needing, but 
being wanted from the position, of thought.
This the rhetorical rhetoric spoken by
the Prime Minister of Dolphious, the
Place where mean People Dwell.
They mocked the people's fear of Creatures
from another world, by creating a Hoover Craft
 to look like a movie version of a space ship.
They'd use sleeping gas, they tossed cans of the
 stuff into the crowd and when the people would
 fall down, they'd walk among them in alien suits, hooping
that the foggy eyed people who see them and create
a vision to tell the stories.
They took some of the people to a ship, while they
were unconscious, and kept them sedated. while dressed 
like aliens, they would say things in this foreign tongue,
they said things like, sqibble, squibble,uk, peek  eye noad:
anything said double would be taken as a command, and
who every was in charge would point to the instrument 
they wanted them to use. when they were finished they
 use more sleeping gas, and take the people back to were
 they found them, they used a giant painting at the ship
 loading dock, they painting was of a alien space ship,
 they let the people think they were in  space or something.
when they stories came out that aliens had taken several people aboard their ship, we couldn't contain our laughter. 
 Would these people allow us to be creative or  would they be angered and cause problems, either we were gonna do a scientific fictional movie, or  a documentary on bad film ideas.







"They Crazy ! " a story about a film company that used people not contracted in a stunt to get attention for a movie. It is contriversal and these people used cameras hidden in their shirts to record the event. days after the news came out the film had already been done, and most of those who had been involed in the stunt, were as closed mouthed as Lottery winner at a prostitues home. when the people uncontracted began receiving checks, and contracts to stars in the film, some became angry, most signed the contract, but one Auddance Deintrey, tried to use some leverage to apply a hold-up suplex, and get more money out of these people!
Form: Ballad

TO BE OF SERVICE

Jesus served his brethren 
He didn't come just to rule 
His purpose to be of service 
to be a godly tool 

to be of service, an amenity 
to be useful to others 
to stand in the gap, lift up and pray 
for your fellow sisters and brothers 

to be of service like Jesus 
Who for us put His life on the line 
He walked in joy with humility deployed 
and an attitude spiritually divine 

to be of service, an amenity 
to be useful to others.
to stand in the gap, lift up and pray 
for your fellow sisters and brothers 

true greatness comes not 
from flaunting authority nor being cruel 
true greatness comes from being humble 
kind and spiritually ruled 
so be of service, be of purpose 
as you travel this life 
be like the Son of Man 
Our Lord Jesus the Christ 

to be of service, an amenity 
to be useful to others 
to stand in the gap, lift up and pray 
for your fellow sisters and brothers 

to be of service to minister 
to your fellow man 
to be a help and not a hindrance 
Is how you godly stand 

to be of service, an amenity 
to be useful to others 
to stand in the gap, lift up and pray 
for your fellow sisters and brothers 

to be of service, an amenity 
to be useful to others 
to stand in the gap, lift up and pray 
for your fellow sisters and brothers
Form: Ballad


Premium Member A letter to Tony

Tony Abbot ex minister prime you came on the net
To spoke at length, to good friends of mine. Graham
And Jhonny ‘a real friendly talk’ about
How you as a part-time fiery walked some hot
Walk.  In 2018 when you helped 
And that’s all good..' Where so many did lose their lives
And Homes possessions as the blazes grew' as they
Never should Brian Naylor and his wife died  now he was
An anchor!! That was a man! he
Spoke true.  Not a zak a dozen his thoughts
And style. And you know that too! He’d beat this drainstream  
Media, by fifty country miles.  And Graham
And Jhonny well i give all respect! Yet they trod sorta
Easy with you Tony.' In style But me?? Well, now i'm
Different.. I ain’t done (you bet!) yet!
Cause you know ( the story ) and the tipans
That roam, that old bush city, that satan calls
Home!  Once you were destined for much better
Things yet you joined ‘that circus you ran in
The rings’ you know the skulduggery the 
W e f plan.  The noble reasons?  I.e. genocide
Deception and even the scam, on lesser humans? Women children
And men, the old and vulnerable, just inspect your inner
Soul And see if there remains anything the devils not
Stole? Why not interview Bosi?
Adam Antic too.  Turn to Malcom Roberts and the country
That nurtured the beginning of you!! Turn to the
Ringers to the cockys and such' to truckies
And Doctors.  To the police who resigned
And all those WHO STOOD TOUGH! Just like Graham
And Jhonny' 'they gave about all that they
Had. (Yet couldn’t really confront you).  And that’s real sad
They were concerned
At any backlash.. I reckon that now?  Yet I
Will not stand on ceremony.  I will push you
And how!! I ask you Tony will you
Put your cattle in the yards?  Will you give out some fruit?
Shake the limbs by each bough . eat and drink out of silver 
it’s not really that hard!  What value gold 
Against honour?  Turn from the murder' about now!
Raise up a standard, for that’s by far
Your best shout!
Seek out Babet and Pauline Neil Patterson
Rod Culleton they're still about.'
And they are just a few. A whole country is willing wanting leadership
That will do.!
 (it just needs more people to stand, who are – really, true blue!).

©Joe Maverick 23rd May 2024

Premium Member Service

Service
Written: by Miracle Man
July 21, 2021

When we’re found serving others we inspire gratitude,
but adversely, we may also, invite conflict to follow.
By dispensing words to another which are crude,
we’re shaping a bed in which someday we’ll wallow.

Concerned voices don’t dispense, words that sting,
nor a christian persist, in always throwing a curve.
But seeing doing the right thing as a form of worshiping 
Jesus “didn’t come to be served, but to serve.” *



* Matthew 20:28
“Even as the Son of man came not to be ministered unto, but to minister, and to give his life a ransom for many.”
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Weddings Used To Be Solemn

Weddings used to be solemn.
Reverent.
No one spoke as they entered the church.
It was like a funeral only less flowers.
Super respectful air of silence.
Solemn occasion.
We took it seriously.
Even the children entered quietly.
If there was a peep, people looked.
The rites were serious.
The priest or minister walked up and we could not hear their shoes.
Beautiful music was played.
Groom and best man walked up first.
No grinning or talking.
We watched in silence.
Bridesmaids walked up a certain way. 
Flower girl laid down petals in silence.
Ring bearer dropped the rings and no one laughed.
Reverent.
A solemn occasion
When the song came on, we all stood for the bride.
No one stands for the bride now.
Bride and groom are pulled in on a sleigh with their children
Wedding held in a pub. Everyone laughing, guzzling beer.
Minister got his license sending in two crackerjack box tops and five dollars.
If he is not funny enough, some guests leave.
Mountain oysters are on the bar.
Yucka Yucka.  Marriage is over in three months.
Form: Narrative

Celestial Life

Faith and sharing love,
These are true beautiful glories.
Inspiring and lifting up,
We give pure, worthy, holy praise!

What shall I do to gain eternal life?
My life is to be my Lord’s.
I’ll serve both friend and foe with delight!
Christ is our most excellent reward.

I can see it now, in spheres of brightest glory.
Newness of life is what He brings.
Father and family in greatest reunion’s story,
For Jesus saves with advent offering!

No longer is the time of probation’s trial.
Exultant overjoy and jubilant triumph reign.
All was as a dream, and now eternal life’s arrival.
With infinite eternity, we are perfectly safe!

To live the highest law now,
And minister on Christ’s behalf,
We must see all as an eternal God,
For this is our sacred path!

We start by sharing Christ’s love and saving Spirit.
With Him in Celestial glory and presence we belong,
With purified garments in redemption’s atonement.
This is our ultimate destiny and beyond!
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Walking In the Shadow of the Lord

A constant companion since way back when,
He's my savior.  Amen.
Because my heart he does engross,
I'm in His shadow we're so close.

I've seen His movements in the world;
Seen His works--His wonders unfurled.
I've beheld the magic of August moon,
Smelled rose on summer afternoon.

I've read His ancient word, still true,
I've looked to endless skies, still blue.
Heavenly Father, on bended knee,
I lift my eyes and look to Thee.

Yes, heard His voice whisper in the wood;
Been His child since babyhood.
A love that shines brightly forevermore;
I've heard His knock upon the door.

I've glimpsed His figure in the fog;
We've been engaged in dialogue.
Yes, the minister affirms with a nod,
How amazing is God!

I've participated in the holy rites,
Beheld the stars on Christmas nights,
And seen things grandiose--
I'm in His shadow we're so close.
Form: Rhyme

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